Blessed by the sunrise,
Even through clouds.
Blessed by the wind,
Though it blows me over.
Blessed by grief and doubt,
Though at times they consume me.
Blessed by laughter and joy,
That tickle my soul to bursting.
Blessed by challenge and pain,
By ease and comfort.
Blessed to endure, to witness,
To open and close.
Blessed by my breath,
Which comes and goes,
Rises and recedes
And ceaselessly changes.
Blessed as the world spins on,
And stars are born and die,
To be here,
An almost invisible pinprick,
In the fabric of the universe.
An Unexpected Life 
another good one Janet..onward !!!
On Mon, Jan 17, 2022 at 6:35 AM An Unexpected Life wrote:
> janetlandis posted: ” Blessed by the sunrise, Even through clouds. Blessed > by the wind, Though it blows me over. Blessed by grief and doubt, Though at > times they consume me. Blessed by laughter and joy, That tickle my soul to > bursting. Blessed by c” >
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This reminds me of what my German professor at Albion said when he saw how depressed I was…”Mary…the sun is always shining above the clouds”…Herr Rottenbiller…I’ll always remember him….for his loving kindness to me…❤🌈🌀
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